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See, I reckon a whore’s a survivor, right? Sells what they got to keep breathin’. Kinda like Szpilman— “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in the film, hidin’ in attics, tradin’ his soul to the ivories just to not kick it. Me? I’d be pissed if I were him—starvin’, cold, and for what? Some prick in a fancy coat to clap at ya? But that’s the rub, innit? Whores don’t get to pick their johns, and Szpilman didn’t pick the Nazis. Makes me angry, that—how life screws ya, then expects a bloody thank-you.

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Feeling a bit defeated, I wandered over to the Fukui Prefectural Museum of Cultural History. I thought, “Hey, let’s learn something!” But honestly, I just ended up staring at this ancient pottery. I mean, who knew old pots could be so boring? I was about to doze off when this kid next to me yelled, “Look, Mom! A dinosaur!” I turned, and it was just a clay pot. Kids, man. They see the world differently.

Japan’s robot dinosaur population continues to grow with new addition at Fukui Station